Your faith brings death
Your lies create comfort
Your being destroys fear
Your wrath is a joke
If only you could see my trail of blood
My trail of agony

Screams to make one's skin shiver and souls turn black as night
I drink the tears of the youthful and the lustless
They are the fans of my destruction
They are the plague
They are the plague

A plague set out to destroy you and your kind
You really did indeed give up your life
But my life will destroy your legacy

I will take your hopes and drown them right in front of you
I want to see your face as I disprove your ways
I cannot die
Ideas can never, never die
Ideas can never, never die
Ideas can never fucking die